Selene’s POV

The First Shadow's words echoed through the chamber.

“Take another step, and your son dies.”

I stood completely still.

My sword remained raised, silver fire burning along its edge, but I could not strike. Dawson was trapped beneath the darkness, his body trembling as black energy curled around him.

The First Shadow laughed.

“You are predictable, Selene. You always have been. Your love for your children has made you weak.”

I tightened my grip on my sword.

“No. It has given me something worth fighting for.”

“Then fight.”

The darkness around Dawson tightened.

He gasped.

My heart nearly stopped.

The First Shadow leaned toward me.

“You see? You...